from the moment I'm born
to the day I die
the dash between the dates
on my gravestone
is what is important to me
those reading between the lines
don't cry
for me
for you are the dash
the dotted i and crossed t
beginning to end
are the friendships
that became family

Like the raindrops that once rendered a kiss
Upon my dripping, wonting lips
You watched as the words formed and took shape
And fluttered gently without escape
And by your eyes did I despise
Each time that I had not to them lied
For you saw heartache in my chest,
And softly put my head to breast
To lay and weep and hope to live
The sound of my dying was corrosive.
-
Each breath and tear beneath enigma
Was cause enough for wretched stigma
Although you hadn't broken it
My heart was worth its weight in ****,
And as I passed, you looked forlorn,
Forboding silence on an awaiting shore,
Pretending not to love is worse
Than losing all you had endorsed,
If fate is naught but falsehood's truth,
I'd give the world to not be rid of you.

Oh dear mam,
I wish I could stay
But you see the trio,
They're coming this way

I stare into your eyes,
as they stare through me.
A blank grey canvas,
staring through infinity.

Your skin is pale,
as white as snow.
Where your mind is,
no one really knows.

How long ago,
did you lose control?
When exactly,
did you lose all hope?

The tiny holes,
all up and down your arms,
sites for the injection,
you never meant any harm.

But now my heart is torn,
and bent out of shape.
It pains to see my best friend,
with such a blank face.

day draws to an end
a half crescent sun lies o'er
the western sky line